Brett

Funeral (part 1)

"You ready?" Scott asks as we sat in the car, parking in the funeral home parking lot. I shook my head and he sighs. "Add's, we've been sitting in the car for 15 minutes and we haven't even said anything to anyone. We need to go inside and greet people, if you don't feel comfortable staying for the burial, we don't have to, but we owe it to Brett to stay for the reception."

"He hates me." I whispered looking at my lap. Tears filled my eyes and I sniffled. "I tried Scotty, I really did." I spoke looking up through the windshield. "I tried so hard."

"I know you did. He doesn't hate you, he's just under a lot of stress right now. It was a rough day for him. If he says anything just stay away from him. If he wants you to leave then I'll drive you home and come back but I'm not going to let you miss this. If you don't want to do this for Brett, do it for Gabe." Scott says and I turn looking at him. I bite my bottom lip and nod. He gives me a weak, encouraging smile. "You can do this. Stiles and Skylar will be there to, just breathe." I nod and open my door.

I step out of the car and take a deep breath in through my nose and out my mouth. I walk to the back of the car and wait for Scott. He met me at the back and looked at me.

"You have your inhaler, right?" He asks and I nod. We walk up to the doors and see two doormen standing there. They nodded their heads at us then opened the door.

"Thank you." We both said at the same time and they smiled. We walked inside and immediately saw Skylar with Liam. I walked straight to them and I have never felt more uncomfortable in my life.

"Hey." Skylar smiles softly and the corners of my lips turn up the tiniest bit before I looked back down at the ground.

"Hey." I replied quietly. "Have you?" I asked looking up at them both. Skylar presses her lips together and Liam pulls his lips into his mouth.

"Yeah, we did." Skylar says. "H-he didn't look good. He got into a fight or something because he's got a black eye and he's got a busted lip. You can tell he's blaming himself and he's taking it hard on himself."

"He shouldn't." I shook my head. "I shouldn't have left, I should've stayed with him these past few days so I could make sure he didn't do anything stupid. Oh my god, I'm the worst girlfriend ever."

"If you're even still his girlfriend." Skylar mumbles. My heart drops to my stomach and a worried expression falls onto my face.

"What-" I begin but Liam cut me off.

"Of course she's still his girlfriend! He was just in a rough state, and something very bad had just happened. He was panicking, he didn't know what to do, he was lost, upset, his cousin that was just like his little brother just died. He couldn't think straight." Liam says to the both of us. My heart was still pounding and it began to get really hot. Skylar shifted her stance before signing.

"You're right, I'm sorry. It's just, he said those things and I just thought he was breaking it off because he really thought that about her. I thought he really hated her because she couldn't bring him back." Skylar shrugs. The guilt began to start gnawing at my heart yet again.

"Skylar." Liam says sternly and shakes his head. She whispers 'sorry' and I sighed.

"I'm going to go look for Stiles." I said quietly before turning around. I scouted the room, finally spotted him standing next to his dad.

"Hi Addilyn." Stiles' dad greeted and I smiled at him.

"Sheriff."

"I'll leave you two alone." He says and Stiles nods.

"Thanks dad." Stiles says and his dad nods before walking away. Stiles immediately pulls me into a hug and I wrap my arms around his torso. We pull away and I look up at him. "How are you?" I just shrugged which made him sigh. "Addie," Stiles sighs.